Tonite

Everybody's singing the same song

It goes: Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight

I never realized these artists thought so much about dying

But truth be told we all have the same end

Could make you cry, cry, cry, cry, cry

But I'm telling you

This is the best news you're getting all week

Oh sure it's ruling the airwaves

What remains of the airwaves

And we're frankly thankful for the market psychology you're hipping us to

And all the hits are saying the same thing

There's only tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight

Then life is finite

But shit, it feels like forever

It feels like forever

Oh is everybody feeling the same stuff?

We're all wild

Except for you

And you know who you are

This is a love song

And you're getting older

I promise you this: you're getting older

And there's improvements unless

You're such a winner

That the future's a nightmare

And there's nothing I can do

Nothing anyone can do about this

And oh, I'm offering you a chance to get even

But oh, you know very well the dialect of negation

Sure enemies haunt you with spit and derision

But friends are the ones who can put you in an exile

But that's not right

And you're too sharp to be used

Or you're too shocked from being used

By these bullying children of the fabulous

Raffling off limited edition shoes

And what's it you do again?

Oh I'm a reminder

The hobbled veteran of the disk shop inquisition

Set to parry the cocksure of men's sick filth

With my own late era middle-aged ramblings

Every lover favors the same things

It's all touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me tonight

We maybe realize what it is we need before we die

And luck is always better than skill at things

We're flying blind

Oh good gracious

I sound like my mom

But out of the little rooms and onto the streets

You've lost your internet and we've lost our memory

We had a paper trail that led to our secrets

But embarrassing pictures have now all been deleted

By versions of selves that we thought were the best ones

'Till versions of versions of others repeating

Come laughing at everything we thought was important

While still making mistakes that you thought you had learned from

And reasonable people know better than you

That cost in the long run but they don't know the short game

And terrible people know better than you

They're used and abused of the once so dear listener

So you will be badgered and taunted until death

You're missing a party that you'll never get over

You hate the idea that you're wasting your youth

That you stood in the background oh until you got older

But that's all lies

That's all lies

It's gonna have to be good enough, I can't do this anymore, my brain won't work